Timed out

Broken foot
Broken brain
Broken inspiration

Full recovery of function
Wanted, hoped fore

Statistics make no promises
Time isn’t telling yet

Meet the members of the cast
They’re used to tell time

Blue with a split
Summer time
Warm weather
Warm neighbours
Warm feet

One night only
Beyond repair

Hospital, home
Morphine, fever
Television, sleep

Blue no split
Stitches stitching
Waiting, waiting
The discovery of patience

Oh how this poem bores me!
Does this malarky ever end?
Still no walking
13 weeks and counting
14, 15

Thinner leg
Tighter cast
Still counting
No walking

This poem has no end. My foot is still in the purple cast. I fell on July 2nd, got the correct diagnosis three weeks later, was operated on on September 12th, and it’ll be December before my foot is cast out…

Our poor host at octpowrimo.com has suffered some physical bad luck, which is a very good day to share her Patreon page I believe. On Patreon you can support artists financially, and get special rewards in exchange for your support. Morgan has been hosting #OctPoWriMo for years now, generously sharing her energy and inspiration with many poets all over the world. This is what she writes about asking for support:

Why Patreon?

I’m in the midst of a breakup and I need to move and my finances are limited. Currently my only choice is to move into the shed/cottage/tiny house, in my daughter’s backyard. It has electricity, windows, doors, possibilities. I will have to come up with the money to fix it up and make it livable.


20 thoughts on “Timed out

    1. Angela van Son Post author

      Oh, I love that image!!!! ❤ It's probably true already, dealing with the immobility and impossibilities of not being allowed to use that foot at all has been a great opportunity for personal growth. Learning to accept help and to ask for help were the first two.

      1. Jane Dougherty

        The only times I would have really wanted someone to show concern was when I was pregnant and having to stand on public transport. I never had the nerve to ask young men pretending they didn’t notice my great stomach to let me have their seat. They’d probably have told me to go take a running jump anyway.

  1. marialberg

    I love the second image from the left at the top. It looks like your broken foot snuck (I know I’m supposed to write sneaked, but I like snuck, especially in this particular description) out for a party. That’s an impressive array of casts you’ve had there.

    1. Angela van Son Post author

      Yes, and the collection will grow some more before I’m done… There was a silent disco in my street, in front of our house. People dancing with head phones on. It was great fun!

      1. marialberg

        I always thought those headphone parties were a weird concept, but in this case, it sounds nice: all the pretty lights, none of the noise.

      2. Angela van Son Post author

        Very nice for the rest of the neigbourhood indeed! It looks weird, but it’s a lot of fun. To my surprise even people who wouldn’t normally dance, danced. That was an effect I hadn’t expected!

  2. Dawn D

    I love your poem. Not necessarily the reason behind it, as I’ve only been struggling with lots of bed rest for 8 weeks and I’m more than tired about it.
    However, this impossibility to work, this necessity for rest also allowed me time for sorting other parts of my life. I think the Universe has conspired to make sure we take the time we need.
    I am in the process of requesting a longer sick leave, to really give myself time to heal. I think the divorce is finally coming to an end, and it’s taking a great toll on all of us, so I need the time to take care of myself and my children.
    I hope you start to feel better soon, and at some point are able to walk, even if you still need a cast.

    1. Angela van Son Post author

      I’ve been thinking about you and your back. Uncomfortable and impractical in ways we can’t imagine. I’d would be great if it turns out to be a healing experience in the long run! Keeping my fingers crossed for good things to happen for you xxx

  3. Morgan Dragonwillow

    Wow! I didn’t realize you have a cast let alone since July? I’m so sorry it’s taking so long to heal. Hopefully mine won’t take that long.

    I read your poem forward and backward and felt the frustration.

    Thanks so much for sharing my Patreon, I really appreciate it!

  4. memadtwo

    A friend of mine was run over by an SUV. She couldn’t even put weight on her legs for six months, and had 2 operations after that to correct things where she was immobilized again. It’s such a feeling of helplessness, but enjoy the friendship of those visiting and helping. It definitely strengthened our friendship. (K)


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